"My queen, please get in the carriage," Xiaosi, who was sitting outside the carriage, said to her respectfully, and he jumped off the carriage and made a horse-like gesture for her to step on.
Mo Xiaohuan glanced at Xiao Tao and said, "Xiao Tao, you go and play for a while. I'll see you at the gate of Xiao Yu Tang in an hour." Then she got on the carriage.
Xiao Tao nodded. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she also heard the other party calling her "Miss". She must be someone from the palace.
Mo Xiaohuan walked into the carriage, and when she saw Yu Beixian, her heart became cold, and the look on her face also became cold.
Yu Beixian, who had closed his eyes to meditate, opened his eyes after hearing her voice. He watched her come in, watched her sit down, and watched her expression change.
Mo Xiaohuan glanced at him coldly, then looked away, and said coldly: "I wonder what your Majesty is doing?" She couldn't figure out her identity now, was she Qing Concubine? or Princess Ling?
Ha! No matter which one it is, it’s not what she wants.
Yu Beixian was shocked by her words. Her cold attitude suddenly made him feel uncomfortable.
"Xiao Huan..."
"Please allow me to correct the emperor. I am now the princess of the Ling Palace. To the emperor, I am Mo Qinghuan's substitute. The emperor does not need to call me by my maiden name." Mo Xiaohuan still looked cold.
eyes cold
"You..." Yu Beixian couldn't help but get a little angry when he saw that he was covered with thorns. He had never comforted a woman like this? Except for Mo Qinghuan, it was hers, but she still wanted to use it like this! "Since you
If you know your identity well, then you should accept your fate and be Qing Huan's substitute! I originally wanted to be sent to Prince Ling's Mansion, didn't you already know this, why are you so angry again!"
Mo Xiaohuan turned her eyes and looked at him. Yes, she asked for it. She couldn't blame anyone, she couldn't blame anyone... Sometimes she wanted to make things clear, but... her heart was weighed down by a stone.
"Yes, I am Mo Qinghuan's substitute and your chess piece. I am willing to be your chess piece. Who can blame me? I have no right to be angry or have my own emotions!" Mo Xiaohuan's
His face is still cold
Yu Beixian was choked by her words. He didn't come here to be angry with her in the first place. He wanted to come and see her. However, he was provoked by her such harsh words and said something he shouldn't have said. He was
Your Majesty, he is used to being aloof and can't stand her cynicism.
Yu Beixian sighed, took his hand and pulled her reluctantly to sit next to him, gently caressing her belly with one hand: "This is my bone and blood, my and yours, aren't you happy?"
His eyes are so gentle
It should be said that they are the flesh and blood of Mo Qinghuan and you! Mo Xiaohuan endured it and let him touch it as much as he could. Anyway, he only had this chance. He didn’t know when the next time would be. Maybe he wouldn’t be able to see it until he was born.
!
"Why are you so thin? Haven't you eaten anything?" Yu Beixian's voice suddenly changed and became a little bit blaming her. There was a hidden tone of blame.
Mo Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment. She looked at him. When did he really care about her?... Maybe it's because of this child, but this child is not...
She glanced down at his big hand that was still covering her lower abdomen. She felt that because his big hand was placed there, her stomach was hard, and the heat from the big palm made her lower abdomen feel warm.